Chapter 97

Not long after returning to the apartment that night, You Mian received a call from Hong Sheng.

"You Mian, did you meet Pei Huaiji this afternoon?" Hong Sheng's voice on the other end of the phone was not as anxious as You Mian had imagined, but mostly curious.

According to the program recording requirements, his private contact with Pei Huaiji was indeed close to crossing the red line.

Therefore, You Mian stood at the dining table, poured a cup of hot water, and said what he had discussed with Pei Huaiji in the afternoon step by step, explaining that it was just a coincidence.

Hong Sheng was silent for a few seconds, "Ah? Aren't you guys on a date?"

You Mian didn't know why, but she actually detected a hint of regret in Hong Sheng's tone.

Hong Sheng seemed to realize that there was something wrong with his tone, and he immediately coughed a few times to clear his throat before speaking again: "A fan posted a photo of you two online, and it was quite popular in the CP super topic, but it doesn't matter, just be more careful next time."

In the past, it was not uncommon for fans to encounter the two guests of a dating variety show on the street, and most of them were accompanied by spoilers.

But the third episode of the program was about to be broadcast, and all the staff of the program group were well aware of the CP relationship between You Mian and Pei Huaiji, so they didn’t care so much about the fans’ encounter.

You Mian didn't expect the matter to be revealed so easily. She smiled softly and said, "Okay, Director."

Hong Sheng gave You Mian a few more instructions to forward the Weibo post and then hung up the phone.

You Mian immediately went on Weibo and forwarded the broadcast poster of the third episode of "Matching Heartbeat". Almost instantly, the number of his likes and comments increased rapidly.

[Is the third episode really coming? I’m so happy that there’s another variety show to enjoy while eating! 】

【Fresh Mian Mian, want to see the selfie. 】

[Don't mention any chance encounters or dates. Give Brother Mian some face. 】

【Dating? What date? No one mentioned a date, don’t even mention the word date. 】

[No one mentioned the chance encounter, and no one tagged @JL. 】

[What are you doing @JL? Why do you have to @JL? The @JL account is not managed by Brother Chair. 】

[@JL, please ask Mr. Pei when he will open a personal account. 】

[Mr. Pei has a personal account.] 】

[I'm not talking about robots that only know how to repost official blog posts, woohoo. 】

You Mian stared at these funny comments in a daze, his eyes gradually becoming more and more gentle.

Someone in the comments posted a photo of them meeting by chance in the afternoon. You Mian clicked on the large photo and saw that he was holding a woolen hat in his left hand, with his chestnut brown curly hair slightly messy on his forehead, his eyebrows curved in a smile, in the middle was a fan of the photo, and standing on the far right of the picture was Pei Huaiji.

Pei Huaiji was too tall, so he needed to lean forward slightly to accommodate himself and was closest to the camera.

Even though they were not face to face, the oppressive feeling brought by those sharp black eyes was still strong.

His three-dimensional and deep facial features with dramatic contours looked particularly handsome in the winter mist. His thin lips were slightly pursed, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

You Mian stared at the picture unconsciously for a long time. When he came to his senses, he found the words "Picture saved successfully" appeared on the screen.

You Mian: “…”

He blinked, quickly picked up the cup and took a sip of water, and then continued to scroll down the comments in a panic, as if he wanted to scroll up to the picture he had just seen.

However, the picture under the comment not only did not disappear, but it appeared in almost every reply.

[Here are some screenshots of President Pei alone!] [picture]】

You Mian put the cup to his lips, and his right hand, which was operating with one hand, suddenly paused, and then clicked on it casually -

Long press to save.

After a few seconds, a soft laugh was heard in the living room, which was quietly lit with a floor-standing warm lamp.

You Mian turned off his phone and rubbed his temple helplessly. What was he doing?

A few minutes later, You Mian turned on his computer again, logged into the official website of Huajiang Public Security Bureau, and waited for the result of his household registration application.